Pink hair. Pink eyes. Pink dresses and lustrous pink lips. A person that looked like princess straight out of a fairy tale was now faced by a city from grim-dark fantasy.
A large city of blood and stones, dry wind under the red skies and black soil filling every nook and cranny of the ground. Even amongst all this, prosperity did not lack as demons of all kinds moved about in the vast city that housed the head of the second ranked demon, Agares.
Strangely enough, no one had batted an eye even when they faced the woman that was completely out of place here, that was likely due to her eyes that screamed murder.
Heaving a sigh, Irina Lester shook her head and started scouring the streets, two horns extending from her head.
Unlike others, Irina was a rare type of combatant, a sorcerer. Just like the platinum ranked adventurer Sorcerer of the Swamps, she could use something that was different from Magic and Ki, something that allowed her to bend the laws of nature to some extent.
